Traveling through the ages with the hotel, being doted on by four brothers

Chapter 383: Trapped for Life and Unable to Escape
When they arrived outside the train station, Mrs. Yuan put the luggage on the ox cart, then pulled Yuan Bingchao over to sit down. The woman also hurried over and sat down, and raised her eyebrows suspiciously at Yuan Bingchao.

It seemed like a silent accusation as to why they were riding in a bullock cart instead of any other vehicle.

Yuan Bingchao didn't even look at her.

Mrs. Yuan sighed and said, "Bingchao, did you offend someone outside? Otherwise, how could your father and I be fired from our company? Even the house we have lived in for so many years was taken back. If we had known earlier, we would have paid for the house. In this way, even if we were fired, we would still have a house to live in. I really regret it. I shouldn't have saved such a small amount of money..."

Mrs. Yuan looked at the woman again, showing a look of relief, "You are the girl that our Bingchao wants to marry, right? Thank you very much for accepting our Bingchao. Our Bingchao doesn't have to be single all his life."

"But our family is not well off right now, so we won't interfere with your marriage. You can discuss it among yourselves. Let Bingchao earn whatever gifts your family wants. We can't help you in any way."

"Bingchao's grandparents are old and in poor health. They need someone to take care of them. Now that I've been fired, I plan to take care of them myself. You don't have to take care of them. You just need to live your life peacefully."

Mrs. Yuan took the woman's hand and patted the back of her hand. "Our Bingchao will be handed over to you from now on. When Bingchao is working, please take good care of the family and don't let our Bingchao worry about it, okay? His job is very hard and dangerous, so you must take care of the family for him..."

The woman felt her scalp tingling after hearing this. This was different from what she had imagined. Did she jump from one fire pit to another?

The woman looked at Yuan Bingchao, hoping that Yuan Bingchao could give her an explanation, but Yuan Bingchao just looked ahead with a dull gaze. He was probably confused by the changes at home!
Mrs. Yuan had red eyes and looked aggrieved, and she didn't seem to be deceitful, but her eyes were red because she was angry. She didn't expect her daughter-in-law to be like this. She didn't like her at all, let alone Yuan Bingchao. There was no way Yuan Bingchao would like such a person.

But now he can only bear the injustice and marry such a person.

There may not be a chance to change partners in the future because it is not easy to divorce their marriage.

"By the way, I still don’t know your name. When I invite relatives to your wedding, I don’t know what to say to you!" asked Mrs. Yuan.

"Auntie, my name is Wu Xiuhong." The woman said, suppressing the anger in her chest.

"Xiuhong, when you marry our Bingchao, how much dowry does your family plan to give? Our two families live so far away, it's not realistic for you to marry from your side. You can only marry from our side, so you must ask your family to prepare more dowry, otherwise you and our Bingchao will have a hard time in the future. Our family is not well off right now, and for the time being we can only rely on your family to support us." Mrs. Yuan patted Wu Xiuhong's hand.

Wu Xiuhong wanted to pull back, but she held back.

The ox cart jolted from the county train station to the village that Yuan's father had found for several hours, and their bodies felt like they were falling apart.

Yuan Daming had been standing at the entrance of the village waiting. When he saw the ox cart coming, he hurried over to greet it and helped Mrs. Yuan down from the ox cart. "Bingchao, I will take care of your mother, and you take care of your fiancée!" Yuan Daming had specially put on old and torn clothes today, and he looked dusty from cleaning, which made people know at a glance how poor their family conditions were.

Seeing Wu Xiuhong standing there hesitating, Yuan Bingchao spoke coldly, "Let's go, what are you doing standing here?"

Would you regret it now that you know the actual situation of his family?

In fact, this is the normal situation in most of his colleagues' homes, and this is the life of ordinary people.

Yuan Daman led everyone to the door of the last thatched house in the village. Mrs. Yuan cried as she walked, praising Wu Xiuhong for her kindness and her gratitude to her. She had thought that their son would not be able to find a wife because of their poor family conditions, but she did not expect that he would not only find a wife, but also receive a generous dowry...

Mrs. Yuan kept talking as she walked, and many people in the village heard her, and more people knew about their family’s poverty.

Wu Xiuhong was listening nearby, feeling extremely embarrassed. The person being roasted in the fire was no longer Yuan Bingchao, but her. Now everyone in the village knew that she was Yuan Bingchao's girlfriend, and she didn't even have a chance to refute.

Yuan Daming took out the key to open the gate, and said to Wu Xiuhong embarrassedly, "Girl, I'm really sorry, our family conditions are not very good. Bingchao's grandparents are in poor health and have to take medicine all year round. Bingchao is a filial and good child. He uses his salary to buy medicine for his grandparents, so our family has not saved much money over the years. In the future, it depends on you two to work hard and make money to improve our family's situation..."

Mrs. Yuan held Wu Xiuhong's arm affectionately, led her to the yard, and then to the house, "When you marry our Bingchao, you will live here. Bingchao will work to earn money, and you will take care of the family. You can work in the fields during the day and plant the vegetable garden at night. We will take care of Bingchao's grandparents. When they are not at home, you don't have to take care of us, and you can relax a little bit..."

After helping Wu Xiuhong into the house and letting her sit down to rest, Mrs. Yuan pulled Yuan Bingchao into the house and asked in a low voice, "You didn't do anything with her, did you? Did you touch her?"

"I don't know. I fell asleep, and when I woke up in the morning, there was someone next to me." Yuan Bingchao said helplessly, "I suspect I was drugged, otherwise I wouldn't be unconscious. I've always been very sensitive, and it's impossible for me to not notice someone approaching me."

So he was not sure whether the other party had touched him or not, and it was possible that the other party had done something unlawful to him.

Mrs. Yuan sighed heavily, "I understand. Just follow the original plan and leave the rest to me."

Mrs. Yuan went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water for Wu Xiuhong. "Xiuhong, I have just made an agreement with Bingchao that he will file a marriage report as soon as he returns to work, and strive to get you two married as soon as possible. We will definitely not waste your precious time. As for the betrothal gift and dowry, you can discuss it with our Bingchao, and we will not get involved. After marriage, you two should live a good life, and we will not interfere with your life. We are very open-minded parents."

Seeing Wu Xiuhong drink up all the water, Mrs. Yuan felt relieved. Since she learned that Yuan Bingchao was plotted against by Wu Xiuhong's family, she had already bought abortion pills, fearing that Yuan Bingchao would be trapped for life and unable to escape.